Meri shaadi 20 ki umar mein ho gayi thi. Mere husband har dristikon se paripakv the. Main unse pyar karti thi. Koi problem nahi thi. Pehli baar jab main sasural aayi, aur apne nandoyi se mili. Us samay uski age 24 saal thi. Wo kaafi handsome smart the.
Kisi bhi angle se wo ache lagte the. Hasmukh madhurbhashi, unka ek alag merit tha. Mujhe wo kaafi ache lagte the. Unka jhukaav bhi meri taraf tha. Ye main unki activity se jaanti thi, chunki rishta bhi waisa hi tha. To aapas mein ghulna-milna pakadna-dhakadna aam baat thi.
Wo karte the, to main bura nahi maanti thi. Maslan hum dono ke beech kaafi pyar tha. Samay beetta gaya. Aaj main 40 ki ho gayi hu. Meri ek beti hai. Meri nanad ko bhi ek beta hai. Samay ka chakra kitna ajeeb hota hai. Road accident mein we dono bhai behan ki jaan chali gayi aaj se 05 saal pehle.
Us samay main 35 ki thi, aur mere nandoyi bhi lagbhag 35 ke hi the. Unka naam Prakash hai. Mujh par to vipattiyon ka pahaad toot pada. Jaise-taise zindagi ki gaadi aage badhti gayi. Meri beti 20 ki ho gayi. Pichle dino maine beti ki shaadi kar di. Shaadi mein mere nandoyi Prakash mere ghar aaye the.
Mere soye armaan jaag uthe the. Beti ko vida kiya. Fir dheere-dheere saare mehman chale gaya. Aaj main bilkul akeli ghar mein thi. Pata nahi itne dino ke baad kyun akelapan mujhe kaatne ke liye chaaro taraf se meri taraf daud raha tha.
Main kaafi pareshan ho uthi. Kabhi beti ki yaad satati, kabhi pati dev ki. Kisi bhi tarah se mujhe sukoon nahi mil raha tha. Jaise-jaise raat beetti gayi, meri pareshani bhi badhti gayi. Ab to mujhe lagne laga zindagi mujhe kaat rahi thi. Mujhe bahut darr lagne laga. Sochne lagi kya karu, na karu.
Lagta tha koi sath hota to baat kuch aur hoti. Maine fainsla kar liya kisi ko bula lete hai. Main mann mein dhoondhne lagi kise call kare, kon aa sakta hai. Call book ko kayi baar dekha. Aisa koi fit nazar nahi aaya.
Ghoom fir kar mera dhyan Prakash par jaake atak jata. Aakhirkaar maine Prakash ko phone laga diya. Maine apni pareshani bata kar unhe aane ko bol diya.
Prakash ne bola: Main aa raha hu. Aap pareshan mat ho.
Prakash se baatein kar mere jee ko sakoon mil gaya. Mann prafulit ho gaya. Jitne bhi mann mein bisad the saare mit gaye. Prakash mere paas raat ke 1 baje pahuncha. Aamne-saamne hote hi main apne ko rok na payi, aur lata ki bhanti Prakash se lipat gayi.
Prakash ne bhi mujhe baahon mein bhar liya. Aankhon se ashru-dhara beh nikli. Prakash ne mere aansuon ko pyar ki chhaon se dhak diya. Thodi aashwast hone ki baad Prakash ne god mein utha kar sofe par bithaya, aur khud bhi baith gaya.
Main Prakash mein chipki hui thi. Usne mere sar ko apni god mein liya, aur mere gaalon par hath firane laga, jhuk kar chue bhi. Laga meri aankhen pyar ki chaon mein band ho gayi. Prakash mere labon ko choos raha tha. Mere poore badan mein masti chhaane lagi thi.
Prakash ne meri band aankh ko dekh mujhe jhakjhorte hue pukara-
Prakash: Bhabhi!
Mere hath khud ba khud Prakash ke muh ko band kar gaye aur main boli: Mujhe bhabhi na kaho. Bhabhi na kaho, main tumhari Shalu hu.
Prakash ne apne labon se mere hontho ko sil diya. Wo mere rass-bhare labon ke ek-ek boond ko pee jaane ki neeyat se mere hontho ko choosne laga. Anayas hi uske hath meri choochiyon par aa gaye. Bilkul halke-halke Prakash meri choochiyon ko sehlane laga.
Zara si sehlane bhar se meri choochi sakht hoti gayi. Meri chut sursurane lagi. Main pati ke marne ke poore 06 saal baad chudwane jaa rahi thi. Prakash ko blouse ke upar se tasalli na mili. Ab wo mere blouse ko utaar raha tha. Usne mere blouse bra sab utaar diye.
Meri choochi azaad pakshi ki tarah fudakane lagi. Prakash ne hatho se choochiyon ko masla. Ab meri choochiyan sakht ho chuki thi. Chut ke danae bhi khade ho gaye. Main lund par hath le gayi.
Lund mein bhi kaafi tanaav tha. Main Prakash ki dono taango ke beech baith uske pant utaarne lagi. Pant ke utarte hi lund uchal kar jump karke utha, aur meri naazuk komal hatheliyon se baar-baar chalak jaa raha tha.
Main lund ko sehla rahi thi. Prakash ne meri saree petticoat panty sab utaar diya. Panty dekh Prakash muskura raha tha. Panty ka aage ka bhaag chut tapakne ki wajah se lagbhag bheeg gaya tha. Usne chut ko hatho se sehlaya.
Chut mein halki si ungli clit se takrayi, to main uchal padi. Prakash samajh gaya chut lund lene ko purnat ready thi. Usne mujhe bed par sulaya, fir taango ko failaya. Meri bur ka muh poora khul gaya tha. Wo bur par lund ragadne laga. Ragadte hue jaise hi loda bur ki muhane par atka, Prakash ne loda bur mein pel diya.
Main achanak uthi, lekin loda bur mein sama chuka tha. Ab aahiste-aahiste Prakash bur chodne laga. Bur mein loda paa kar main jannat ki sair karne lagi. Mere saare soye armaan jaag uthe. Nirasha ki zindagi mein bahaar aa gayi. Prakash ki chodne ki speed abhi kam thi.
Main machal kar boli: Chodo mere raja, zor se chodo. Bada maza aa raha hai.
Prakash bola: Le meri rani le.
Usne chudai ki speed badha di. Main bhi machalti rahi, chudwati rahi, aah aah karti rahi. Ab loda fool kar mota bhi zyada ho gaya tha. Mujhe bahut maza mil raha tha.
Prakash ne aur zor lagaya, aur spead aur tez ho gayi thi. Itni tez maano lag raha tha bur ke andar loda nahi rajdhani express daud rahi ho. Main aah aah kar maze le rahi thi.
Fir main boli: Chodo mere raja, meri jaise pyaasi ko.
Fir kuch der mein Prakash ne bur mein virya chhodh diya. Garma-garam virya ki dhaar ne mujhe tript kar diya tha. Prakash meri choochiyon ko pakde ek taraf ludak gaya tha. Main chudai ka khel khatam hone ke baawjood apne hathon se aise jakdi thi, maano Prakash choot kar kahi bhaag raha ho.
Jab Prakash poori tarah normal hua, dhero baatein hui. Kuch baatein samay ki, to kuch aane waale samay ki. Maine Prakash ke sath kabhi alag na hone ki kasme khayi, aur fir agli chudai ki taiyaari mein jut gayi. Prakash us raat mujhe chodta raha. Main chudwati rahi.
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